Sext... with a pro-hero? [Bakugou x Reader]
summary: It wasn't really your thing; but he sure is something. It was a week of this and that, until it was the time to step up, and meet him first-time in person; to see the hidden face behind it. But then, it wasn't really a first-time meet, as the hidden face behind it, sure is fucking familiar.
warning: smut, profanity, explicit !
[Start]
It was the day. The fire-brick red dress of yours, tracing every line of your figure. It showed some cleavage as it tightly fitted up to your butt. Your black Prada suede stepped on your carpeted stairs; while you gazed at the picture frames from your UA life, a bittersweet smile etched on your face; you missed them.
About to step out the door, you recalled... the mask. You rolled your eyes as your hands grabbed the black mask to cover up your identity. Well, being a Pro-hero kinda sucks when you know, you do some stuff like this. Thoughts roared inside you, about him. You made his aqcuaintance on a dating app, where both of you were matched; then later on the two of you passed on photographs of your temple built body; nudes. Without unveiling your true identities. Did you liked it? So fucking much.
Before starting the Aventador car parked under the gleaming moon above, you texted him.
[Y/N] : Hey handsome. On my way xoxo
[Mr. Big guy] : Alright baby. Have a safe trip. Can't wait to fucking see you👅
You felt the inside of you burn when your eyes read his words. Your engines started as you rapidly drove to the meeting place; the Bar. This weren't really the type of person you are, knowing you're also a Pro-hero; but damn, you're also just a hot girl, who happens to be single...and this someone, is also single as fuck. The thought of his body now on your reach, was making your heart thunder. Pictures no more. It was also an opportunity to see what he can also offer as a real life person. How he talks, or think, or how his unknown face would lit up whenever he sees you smiling. You wondered if he would actually be the one.
The Aventador car of yours ceased at the parking lot, as you inhaled, sprinting in the Night Bar, full of feral people. You were in no doubts, standing out; because of, well... umm... the motherfucking mask. You slid up your phone as you typed:
[Y/N]: Here already. We've both talked about wearing masks rigt? And how we agreed to it? Find me 😘
Your foot twitched while glaring at a mob of guys, scrutinizing you, from your breasts, to your butt. It was unable to see their faces when the Bar has complicated lights. One of the man from the mob was walking to you, ready to aim; when a warm rough hand touched your shoulders.
Him. His figure was exactly what you expected it to be. Though, you couldn't exactly leer on his face, because of the silver mask veiling his eyes; and the inconsistent lights of the bar, as it changed colors every second, giving both of you a challenging game of 'Let's see with our goddamn eyes'. He leaned on your ears, his warm breath tickling it, "Hey baby, wanna go out this fucking place? So we can talk... and do something," His hand collided with yours as he pulled you out the wilderness of feral people. His warm grip, feels like....you knew him from somewhere. The two of you stopped outside the parking lot; where no people can be seen, only the two souls, madly thirsting each other.
An Ash-blond was gawking at you, the scent of caramel touched your nose. Familiar. You eyed his black-polo unbuttoned at the top, as it shifted on his face. Those sharp jaw that can cut you, sexy soft lips, the way his hair moved in different directions. You couldn't help but tilt your head, "Do I know you from somewhere?"
The man leaned to you, grabbing your waists, as he pulled out his mask. Fuck this shit. Satan, why are you playing me like this.
Your eyes went round as you pushed the muscular body away from you. It was cretinous to even think of doing this, and now you're on the final round...regrets flowed throughout your body. You deeply exhaled, as you thundered, "Katsuki Bakugou?! Really?!"
His face was full of questions as he clicked his tongue, "I thought you would be happy atleast that you were sexting a Pro-hero all this time,"
Your mouth shot open to find for words, when you swiftly turned away, "That's it. We're done. I'm not doing this with you. Fuck this! Why does it have to be you?!" You thundered, heading to your car, and forget this even happen. The thought of thinking maybe he's the one, now gone ashes. He was your fucking classmate.
The Crimson-red eyed jolted and grabbed your wrists, "Wait the fuck up! I don't understand. Don't you like what you just fucking saw?" His brows knitted, "You don't like my appearance? Where did I failed baby please—"
You glared back at him, the mask that supressed your face, now tossed on the ground. Bakugou's face flushed pink as his eyes went round. Your eyes rolled, "It's because we're both Pros, Ground Zero,"
Bakugou was speechless, as he loosened the grip on your wrists; giving you a free-pass to escape, and forget. You were expecting for him to thunder you with curse words as you turned back, but then he clicked his tongue, and mumbled, "(Y/N), don't you think two pros making out, is a better idea?"
You stopped on your tracks, "Bakugou, what do you mean—"
"I don't fucking know. But hey, long time no see," The ash-blond's hands were resting in his pockets, slowly walking to you; as you turned to face him. A smirk curved at the corner of his mouth, "Because to be honest, I liked what I saw. And... I'm not even dissapointed, It's you,"
The inside of you burned as your eyes darted at him; now, just inches away from you, "Katsuki, I—"
The crimson-red eyes of his intensely stared at you, "Tell me baby, what you fucking saw... did you liked it?"
Your eyes were still round as you gulped, and nodded, "Yes, but—"
"Perfect," Bakugou smirked wider, "What's wrong with Pro-heroes doing that?" He gripped on your waists, "We are, just people, right?" he leaned to give you a kiss, a soft one, than turned to battling of tongues.
— • —
"Bakug—ughh..." You moaned as he gave you hickeys, while cupping your breasts with his warm rough hands. His room and home was unexpectedly clean; he is a clean-freak, after all.
"Babygirl, I didn't knew it would be better on person," he whispered, as he licked your breasts, down to your tummy, and stopped above your panties, "Hmm, can I?"
You gazed at his lustful eyes, "Nah-ah, you first," you smirked.
"(Y/N), I'm getting fucking excited!" He whined.
Your eyes rolled, "I was first to show you this," you shook your hands to your breasts, you made walking figures with your fingers on his abs, when it slid down and grabbed his cock, "Ooooh, it's hard already, Bakugou," you grabbed his belt as you unbuckled it, unzipped and slid down his pants; lastly, the underwear.
A burning sensation crept in your body as you glued your eyes at his huge trobbing member, the Ash-blond smirked at your reaction, "Suck it, baby," you obliged as it entered your mouth; Bakugou's deep moans turning you on, "Ohh yes (Y/N)... faster— Ughh... It feels so—good.... ughh," You parted to catch for breath as the Ash-blond grabbed your panties and slid it down.
He licked your walls, and played with your clit; while you softly moaned his name. The Ash-blond carried you and glued your naked body on the wall, his hands gripping on your tighs for support, "I'm going in babygirl,"
Bakugou then entered his cock inside your tight hole, as your body raised with every pressure, "Bakugou— Ughh— Ohh,"
— • —
The two of you cuddled as your bare-bodies touched; a warm fuzzy blanket covering your collided souls. Opening up to each other and discussing about how your lives went on after graduation.
A voice boomed inside Bakugou's house, from a speaker, "Ground Zero. Ground Zero. This is from Police Force. A store robbery occured in your nearby Grocery store. Bring a back-up; a nearby hero is located at...your house? Ground Zero bring (Your hero name) with you. Thank you,"
The ash-blond gave you a look, "Damn, (Y/N), you brought your Hero-Tracker?"
You bit the inside of your cheek, "Uhhh, yes,"
He clicked his tongue and chuckled, "Now the whole Police Force would know we had sex," he stood to change his costume; he looked back at you, "Now, (Your hero name), let's kick the robberies' asses,"
END
by: i.k. | yall go to church
author's message: hi i'm currently writing tons of stuff, but a soft one would be posted next; to, ya know, calm our shit. UA's lingerie collection part 2 would be posted soon! also, i'm open for requests ;)
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